Sep 28, 2007 22:24
So this kid, Ray? He and I were in Government, we were early, so it was just us and the teacher, Mr. LaRosa.
Wow.
Dense.
Lesbian starter kit.
He comes up to me, on Monday morning, during first period. I had my head on the desk, I was coughing, congested, feeling dizzy, and thought I'd puke.
Plus I was a bit short on sleep.
And he put his hand on my back, and starts running it down my spine.
"How was your weekend?" He asked, with that oily smile of his.
I was too angry to form a coherent sentence. I knocked his hand away.
"Ray, just...No...Go...Go away...Just...Don't." Apparently the livid look on my face was what finally convinced him I needed my space.
Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Mr. LaRosa trying not to bust out laughing as he watched Ray crawl away with his tail between his legs.
new school,
boys